Personal Narrative-Becoming A Good Football Player

A lot of kids grow up wanting to be a doctor or a lawyer, but I grew up wanting to be a good football player. Football is something that caught my attention when I was very young, and my love for the game has seemed to grow stronger and stronger with every passing year. I live for the long practices and the late night games. The thrill the game gives me is unimaginable and the adrenaline rush is just as strong. With this being my senior year, I felt like I needed to prove myself to everyone, that we could win.. That we were winners. What better time to prove that than the homecoming game? Thursday night before the nerve racking homecoming game against the mean ferocious Richwood Lumber-Jacks, my mind was so restless. Going in a million …show more content…
Finally, as the final seconds of warm ups ticked down on that bright red and white score board. My adrenaline was through the roof and I was more nervous than I had ever been. It was almost time to go, only minutes left. My team and I had gathered on the field behind the red run-through sign the cheerleaders had made. On the loud speaker, Ms. Harris' voice boomed, "LET'S BRING ON THOSE BULLDOGS!!" My mind was going in a million different directions, but I was more than ready to have a win under our belt. On the side lines, coach Dorminey called out plays, play by play, and snap by snap, the minutes ran down on the clock. One touch down after another, we were up 12-nothing at the end of the first quarter. I had only hoped that we could keep this up throughout the whole game. Before I knew it, the game was over, 39-18. We had defeated Richwood for our homecoming game. I would be lying if I said I wasn't surprised. The first win all season and it was on a big night, and I don't think I could have been any happier. The crowd roared with excitement, they didn't think we could do it either. We proved them wrong and proved ourselves right. The Bulldogs were